It's not terminal but it isn't fun...

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Out of sheer necessity to communicate, I find myself turning to the Internet to express thoughts and feelings during this very weird time in my life. I can only write so many emails of great length to friends before I bore them to tears with my tales "behind bars". But I'm aware that I'm not the only person who has gone through this, is currently going through this, or will go through it in the future.

In the long run I hope my ranting ends up helping someone, but right now my motives are purely selfish.

I just need to speak, yet I can't. So, dear followers, read on!

Friday, September 3, 2010

Numb struck and far from home...

Hello Reader
It's 24 hours later from my very bleak post and the changes since then are minimal.  I'm lost without extra strength Advil. The pain is reduced by maybe 2%.  I can move my jaw a little bit to exercise it.  My teeth are in such pain. Just touching a tooth brush on them is agonizing.  I suppose it makes sense that the front ones, which are quite broken, one which fell out is splinted...they would hurt. But every other one does as well.  I tried to bite on a little slice of mushroom from a can and couldn't make my teeth cut through it. 
My two front teeth are such a mess. My gums ache.  Basically the only food I can eat is mush. But the stress doesn't leave me with much of an appetite.  I must keep eating anyway. I'm 6feet tall and weigh 124 pounds right now...not good.
Getting the wires cut has allowed me to deal with the stains on my teeth from not brushing properly for 3.5 weeks. I just had to wait until the Advil kicked in, take a deep breath and work with Sensodine tooth paste and a bit of baking soda to get the brown off each tooth.  Then I got my Sucalbrush out and started flossing in between.  Each tooth more painful than the previous.  Then I took my tongue scrapper and got the crap off, then mouthwash with no alcohol.  So my teeth are looking at least clean, tough broken.
When I close my jaw they are still not coming together. Imagine snapping two Lego blocks together.  The top bumps snap into the spaces between the bottom bumps right.  Now imagine putting them together so the bumps of the top brick come right down on the bumps of the bottom brick and they don't fit together. Well that's what my teeth are like.  The points off the top molars are now coming  right down on top of the points of the bottom rather than fitting into the spaces.
This really worries me.  It's the long weekend here now so there is no way I'll get seen by anyone.

I'm praying for some kind of "auto-adjust" as the jaw heals. Essentially a miracle.

It's good to know that my tongue is free. That if I got sick to my stomach for some reason I wouldn't have to fear choking.  I've traded a feeling of claustrophobia for pain.

I'm sorry for all the belly aching. I did say from the on-set that this was a Blog to get my feelings out, self indulgent I know.  Keep me in your thoughts prayers.  It's a long way home from here.